So many problems without solutions as I wade in the ocean of life
Inside they haunt me, they keep holding me down
I struggle to get up, but I know only you can make this right
But with each wave I only find myself beaten back down
Buried back in the sand, down on the ground
I push and I pull and I struggle with the beast within
And all that I have lost, slipped away
And I kick and I push and I beg
Waiting for you to throw me a line to pull me in
But as the tide rises I am dragged further and further away
A blurred image you now have become
Is this going to be my last memory of you as I fold my hands together and pray
As you stand on the shore of my life
You watch me drown, I scream out to you
Please do not let me suffer in my own misery in the darkness of this night
I am too old, too cold
Neither right nor wrong
My life will unfold
I am falling into a pain that I can never escape
As you stand there and watch me die, I finally rest in peace
Can anyone hear, hear me at all
Alone drowning in my own blood, can anyone hear my screams?
This poem is a part of The Collaboration Project
- Thanks to Shannon Wendler for helping me finish this poem.